[Reality-warmth, plainness and light abuse]
If there is anything worthy of envy in my ordinary 20 years of life, it might be my career.
I am a transparent person who acts as a universal assistant in an irregular film and television program work team. I have no sense of presence and am always available.
I feel happy because I can work with idols and actors, but I don't dare to be more greedy.
Keeping one's duty is my principle. Although I am a very contradictory and sensitive little girl, my rationality and cowardice have made me learn to protect myself very early, learn to watch people's words, and not cause trouble or add burden to others.
However, since when did I, who used to be busy for months without feeling disappointed even if I couldn't see my favorite artist, disappear...
When he accidentally walked into my world and left indelible traces, he broke the original tranquility in my heart.
No matter how hard I try, as long as I close my eyes, his face will emerge, so real but untouchable.
My only choice is to use all the time I can to stay by his side to protect him. Although I am nothing and can't do much.
His alienation, his ignorance, his ignorance, it doesn't matter.
Such a humble me is not worthy of him taking another look.
As long as I can linger on the edge of his world without disturbing him, but can take a look at him from a distance and see him there, I will be very happy.